She has given her all

her forests are ravaged their

hollow bones protruding through

blistered skin.

What is left is raging volcanoes

that she never meant to spill.

Unwavering crusader

she reaches out to courage

eyes deep wells of wisdom

at war with apathy.

Bruised from battle forsaken by greed

she pleads for you and me

a cry for dignity.

America Last: Under Trump, US Now the Last Holdout from Paris Climate Accord

USA TODAY

While celebrated by some members of the Republican Party [7] international reactions to the withdrawal were overwhelmingly negative from across the political spectrum and the decision received substantial criticism from religious organizations, businesses, political leaders of all parties, environmentalists, and scientists and citizens from the United States and internationally. [8][9][10]

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wow. this poem is perfect for today, because where i’m at it’s currently earth day. this brings tears to my eyes; i remember last year i trekked up this mountain in China and it was devastatingly beautiful. this world gives us everything, but we don’t give anything back 😦

I know….it makes my heart ache. And we need more than one day a year to remind, teach, raise awareness. But there are those who want to shrink our national monuments, exploit every piece of land they can get their hands on….those who don’t care about our beautiful fellow creatures on their way to extinction. Thank you for being one of those who does care. ❤️

A beautiful plea for the Earth, Holly. I don’t understand how some people expect to survive without air and water. We are not on the Earth but of it. I believe the Earth will survive in one form or another, but humans may not.

Well my dear, I could not get my reader to load and i am glad it did eventually so that I didn’t miss your wonderful words that say everything there is to say to us guardians, not owners, of the planet. xxxxxxx

You can wear any boots you want dear Holly!
However, I suggest a supportive & cushioning pair of sneakers. You have not walked until you’ve walked with me!
Once back at the bank (yes, I live in a 225 year old bank) the Pony Boots come on, the wine is poured and we revel in what we have discovered on that day. The band will play, and we Go-Go dance the night away! ❤

Your cause is close to my heart also. It is possible the like minded might just get our message across. It’s not just Trump who has lost the plot. We talk a good game over here. Sadly we don’t play a good game.